Melanie's PoV
My heart, a panicked hummingbird against my ribs, urges me to flee- to escape the confining walls of Morgan's cabin that suddenly feel too close, too real.
"I'm still me, Melanie. The same person who has cared for you, for Dingus. That hasn't changed."
But everything has changed. With shaking hands, I push past him- not with force, but with a quiet desperation that he seems to acknowledge and he doesn't fight me on this.
I make my way back to my room…his room…and he calls out to me with desperation in his voice.
"Melanie- " Morgan starts, but I cut him off with a sharp glance.
"Please, just... give me time."
I shut the door behind me with a soft click, a flimsy barrier against the world outside if the fight between Thomas and Morgan was anything to go by.